Wednesday, December 31, 2014

It is weird that we now have started to celebrate New Year's Eve. We land up doing it bigger and bigger.

When we were kids in Kharbandi Colony, Apa and his Nature Club used to organize a bonfire and everybody would be invited. There would be students, staffs and their families. We would play games, sing, dance and we kids, we were always worried about dinner. During those days, people would just drink whatever that was available and what they could afford, most often they would go for Black Mountain. Rockbee was meant for people who could afford then. Come on, we are the transitional generation, as we saw our nation converging from banning Television to having one in every households. During those days, those who owned TV and VCR would play movies and people who didn't own would stand outside their homes and watch the movie. For living rooms were always packed.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

"I now hear that you have a boyfriend?" I asked Tshering, my good friend from high school.

She timidly, blushing nodded vertically. That was a Yes!

Everybody had known that she had one now. How much he loved her was a big lie. Everybody knew that as well. Nobody would tell her. Perhaps, like Sherlock Holmes quotes the Persian saying: There is danger for him who taketh the tiger cub, and danger also for whoso snatches a delusion from a woman.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

With a borrowed telescope, I gaze upon the moon. The size which is only visible equivalent to a paracetamol tablet before, turns out to be that of walnut's. I was just lost into the thoughts, how less I know about everything and anything? Perhaps my friend Tashi was correct, at times all we need to do is empty our cups time and again.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Escapades Awakenings: A Novel From the Kingdom of Happiness BHUTAN...the last Shangri la on Earth.

Doji Dhratyul.

Her resistance took him by surprise.. that posed a challenge not only to his.. but more to his machismo. Turning aggressive, he flaunted his authority.. "I have never been rejected. Who are you but a village rustic? You are nobody. Now stop playing games. It's a long day tomorrow and I have to get up early...."

Monday, November 3, 2014

Autumn was out in the air, the leaves were turning yellow and falling off from the trees, abandoning them, just like a father who had to see his sons’ pyres, the naked trees stood stiff, those were the days of chilly breezes and dilemmas over whether one had to go out with coat or not? Those were the days, when you felt your lungs were actually feeling the inhaling air. Those were the days when most people fell in love. Bleh autumn days, you make sense in every other thing, even breathing feels like I have done yoga. The days seem too beautiful, yellow leaves and yellow ground. Perhaps, it is when cupid gets up and is ready with is arrows, shooting every Tom, Dick and Harry, on in our case, Dophu, Nima, Karma, Pema, Tashi, Dorji and Dawa.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

I believe I am a passionate writer. Henceforth, I never edit what I have written and I usually don't read what I have written. What I write, I just post it. And if I think of writing about a topic, I just write. If I just let a particular topic slip out, I simply don't find myself writing on another of the topics. You see, it is just like that addiction towards nicotine. I won't be smoking the another butt while I haven't gotten the kick from the first one. But eventually, I land up getting it from the first one that second one comes naturally.

Let’s use euphemism for dysphemism. Well, there are three
types of people in general, let’s say four, but then again, if I really make it very much tribal, Tamang people don’t
fit along anywhere, and only the learned guys argue over our existence, whether
we being Tibetan tribes or some Indo-Burmo or Tibeto-Burmo or the stables of
Genghis Khan?

Saturday, September 20, 2014

There was a lady, who had three of her relatives committed suicide. Her question to Osho was could she too commit suicide at one point? Because her life was full with despair, and the thoughts of killing herself covered her like a blanket.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

After getting donation sum from Rima, we went to buy stationary items. The school is situated next to Rinchengang village, the famous village for clustered village example. I was accompanied by my friend Aue Passu.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Yes, it has been quite a while that I haven’t sketched. I
thought of sketching one person a week. Those who have done charity or those who might or will. My motto here is to simply make few folks remember, the art of giving. The melody
of doing charity.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

"This book is a work of two sisters. Tenzin Euden, the elder of the two, then 15 years, came up with the plot in the winter of 2006. Pema Euden built the story and completed the book on her 12th birthday, August 24th, 2008, in time for the Centenary and Coronation Celebration."

And what was I doing in 2006 winter? Me and bunch of my friends were involved in binge drinking after our class 12 examinations (yeah, that awkward moment in your life while you are an adult and you haven't written a book, some teenager has and you wonder and realize, why the whole world hates Justin Bieber Lol). And mind you, few of my friends were crying on a round table, with their heads close together, hugging each other not because they were knights of King Arthur, they were however, lamenting over Dzongkha paper. I however, was playing snookers and smoking cigarettes, and not to forget, binge drinking. Ha ha. Good olden High school days.

Sunday, August 24, 2014

When I was in Nursery School, I was jeered by my teacher for painting the sun blue and for colouring the roofs with multiple colours. I didn't understand then, and I haven't understood till date.

Why? Because you see, when I was taught that sun has to be yellow, I got that point. Then later on, while I grew up, few of the free thinkers would vouch for the idea that it could be of any colour in that art. Perhaps, nothing is fixed here. :p

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

The 19th & 20th Century visionaries really did have higher expectations from 21st century folks. But who were we kidding? If anything one has to study, one should bifurcate it to a unit and then study. So, let's break things into smaller units. Let's say my working environment first.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

When it comes for Bhutanese books in market, and their costs, we often wonder and remind ourselves time and again, WE ARE HERE TO BUY BOOKS... NOT GOLD!

Yes, Bhutanese books authored by Bhutanese Writers are expensive. If you are a tourist, you would wonder, I paid for this? And by 'This' I would mean, a couple of napkin paper bundle served you at Local Dhaba. Even Bhutanese have reacted that ways, but we have grown into this phenomenon and have now started to take in that, yes, Bhutanese Authored books are not meant to be read. Let some astray Tourist experience those.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Nominated for the
Academy Award for Best Actor Three times, Williams received the Academy Award
for Best Supporting Actor for his performance in Good Will Hunting (I believe this was the movie for which Matt Damon and Ben Affleck wrote the script for and became over night Hollywood stars). He
also received two Emmy Awards, four Golden Globe Awards, two Screen Actors
Guild Awards and Five Grammy Awards.

On August 11, 2014, Williams was found unconscious at his
residence and was pronounced dead at the scene. According to Marin County, California,
coroner’s office, the probable cause of death was asphyxiation.

I have always been a great fan of Robin Williams and have
almost watched all his works. Of all his works, I loved his Stand up Comedies
and his dialogues in Aladdin as Genie. But one should also know that he was the
one who gave us those funny lines like “Size must be dainty but I love you!
Gloria! Gloria!” in Happy Feet.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

These are my perspectives. I don't intent to make statements. This is a blog, and there is nothing official here. Don't get provoked is all I ask. Nothing more than that. For every man is entitled to opinions, even if he is wrong.

When it comes for Hydro Power Plants in Bhutan, it is not only conceived as a revenue generating cow but also as a cow that gives cow dung. But most often, our people don't know how to handle the cow dung so they haven't conceived these upcoming projects with positive attitude.

Today, let's converse over why Hydro Power Projects have been seen as a means not to earn but to put a nation in Debt? You see, if you really stick to the plan to generate 10,000 MW by 2020, I think by 2030 we could clear off all the debts for those particular 10,000 MW. I did few of the calculations and if I am not wrong, then once when we hit 10,000 MW, every year we could clear off debts for 1000 MW. Calculations as well be shown in next post ( let's presume that I am right :p ).

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

"The campus is full of cigarette butts and you being a House Captain, you all should be lashed more", said one of my teachers and gave me three lashes on my left palm. He chose left and not right, because he believed that if he would lash us on right palms, we all would sell it off as our alibi for not doing home works.

What had we done? How many of us were lashed?

Pretty much everybody. I was in twelfth standard and somebody had organised inter class football match with some amount of entry fees. The winner would get roughly 12 grand, and that too in the year 2006. Quite a lot of money and we had enrolled ourselves on gambling. Officially, minors gambling. The organizer however, a junior kid got Mohammad Ali punches from the very Teacher. He however didn't sue the Teacher.

The winner took away 12 grands but were the first team to be beaten up. Their players were made to come forward by saying, "Real Madrid gi players tshu ya losh". Players of Real Madrid, Stand up.

Sunday, July 20, 2014

There was a time, I would write about politics, I would write why we faced inflation and why they raised their salaries. That was in first term. But during those days, not many would. Then within a year or two, it became a viral thing in Bhutan to write against one party or the other.

I have however enjoyed my peace of mind, ever since I stopped reading news and started to become ignorant about the whole governance thing. It has become a very sensitive issue over the years to actually have comment on anything, the moment politics is discussed. You are judged for being a PDP supporter or a DPT supporter.

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Do you want to hear a story?
Okay, let me begin with, once upon a time, there lived a man, who wasn’t rich
and had gotten married to a girl. But I ask you to make it to the end, then
only will you enjoy this story.

The girl was the younger
sister and he had left his home town, Sarpang. He got married to her, probably
because he was Tamang as well. During those days, inter caste marriage was
equivalent to Halley’s Comet.

Tuesday, July 8, 2014

My father came from a very poor family, but then again, who didn't in his generation? They would walk barefoot for hours to school. Not my father, he was just fortunate to have school near his house, and he was a good student. Today, most of his classmates have prospered well in life. He however went back to teaching at the age of 52.

Friday, June 27, 2014

It was one of those gloomy days. I was bored and thought of going out to smoke. I wanted the caffeine and nicotine in my system to produce my outputs. I was about to leave that I had a visitor. It was no other than our Mr. Sashi. I have known him for past two years, and he does the checking for our Measurement Books.

He had come to my room to ask regarding some MBs. We talked and this is what I got to know:

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

I am no writer or an expert on English language. I just
do write out of passion. And this book review is nothing lesser but out of passion.

The adventures start during nights unaccountable, nights
when you felt your freedom, nights when you were excited to do something - anything,
nights when you felt that you were invincible at one point.

Friday, May 16, 2014

Past few weeks weren't joyous and I wasn't in mood to do anything: no work, no writing or no sketching. It was as if I had blood clot in my head and I couldn't think properly at all. I was moody. I had lost interest in everything and anything around me. It was as if, I had put myself into a very dark cave and there was nothing, no productivity and the saddest thing of all, no remorse for feeling so.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Courage is not absence of fear, it is being scared as
hell but doing the right thing. Not doing the right thing while we should have or could have and we know it
from the core of our hearts, presence of fear and no perseverance to do what was
right: we miss courage.

Sunday, March 2, 2014

This year in Bhutanese context is WOOD MALE HORSE YEAR.
And if you have a perverted mind, you would giggle like you have hear Bangkok,
like Russell Peters says, “no matter what age you are, you would giggle if you
hear Bangkok”.

Friday, February 28, 2014

A year ago, I was thinking of creating a group whereby we could discuss Engineering with fellow practicing engineers of Bhutan. We could form a platform in order to make our Bhutanese Engineering College gain recognition in International Level. We could organize Seminars on national level and international level and generate funds so that we could give better research grants to upcoming Engineers. I have always believed that if we don't work hard, we would be relics in the field. This is a draft that I prepared, and as of now, I haven't informed anybody, your feed backs are welcome.

Sunday, February 23, 2014

My apologies for not having updated my blog lately. Due to alterations in many things, I simply forgot to write and not many creative ideas I came across. Anyways, I just remembered one time my father came to meet me.

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Once I came across few paragraphs regarding life and death. When one is tangled upon too many things, the so called 'Current Affairs' and agendas that would not matter much unless I get food on my plate, I pondered over vague ideas, perhaps I was seeing too much and missing so much. Today, I just put myself in those positions of being ill and dying. What is the sole purpose of life? I now feel that while alive, make memories with as many people as possible, so that you get many people turning up in your funeral, but more than that, have many people who would call you: A Friend.

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Bajo town, consist of roughly 131 buildings, and I presume from the things that I have heard, these were the buildings that would come under some Town Planning done by the Government in order to build a better township. A planned town or city is a very new thing in our society, and many have criticized Bajo for being Ugly ass town. Well, you asked for a planned town, this is how it would look, if you hadn't given one Consultant to photocopy the very same drawings eh. The town is planned well, Urban planners did a good job, but the individual buildings just got messed up. See, little things where you don't put your passion and khemey si attitude would build up an eye sore for few who would never step in the town, just wave by from the other side of Wangdue Thimphu high way. But what is done is done. And we can't use big excavators to demolish the old town and create a new one, just to avoid it from being an eye sore. Not all of us share the visions of Nero.

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Most often between the noises of jet engines, earth moving equipments and people shouting to do the job, I wonder our existence. If god was really there and he did create us, was this the sole purpose of us being alive: To earn, feed oneself and represent oneself in society with intellectual mind and an affordable comfortable life?